Today, I was treated to some highlights such as Lilly screaming "No!" at me, twice, in a public place (thankfully with no one else around), her telling her brother "I wanna break your fishie," and her hitting Patrick. It was the closest I've ever come to cursing around one of them; I honestly just wanted to yell at her to pull her $%&@ together and get over it.
Before lunch, she finally blew my last nerve, and I put her in her crib. She stayed up there for about ten minutes. I think it actually gave her a chance to calm down, because she then proceeded to eat lunch with no tantrums. In thirty minutes. Thirty minutes! That's never happened!
Three days until they turn three. I'm nervous how the next two days will go...
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